Epilogue
LANDON
I’d rather be whipped to the brink of death like on the day Seera saved me, than feel the perpetual numbness crushing my chest with each passing moment.
Every time I opened my mouth to cry out for help, something terrible sputtered from my lips instead, just like the night I danced with my Queen.
If I could feel guilt, I’d drown in it. But I barely felt anything beyond the poison seeping into my soul. A sense of wrongness washed over me, but I was helpless at fighting it off.
Maybe this was what I deserved—maybe my past was finally catching up to me.
The god with beautiful blonde hair and piercing green eyes strutted into my chambers, where I sat on the edge of the bed with my head cradled between my hands.
“Landon, how are you feeling today?” She smiled, a twinkle of something wicked gleaming in her eyes.
I opened my mouth to say I felt terrible, like I was losing vital pieces of myself every day, like I wanted to crawl out of my skin and die.
Instead, a lie flew from my lips. “I feel fine.”
She hummed with delight. “Fabulous, because our fun together has just begun.” Her smile widened, growing into something made of nightmares.
“It’s so nice to have a companion again, especially one who falls in line so easily.
” She curled a slender finger, beckoning me like she had since the day I arrived in the Emerald Glades. “Come along, we have souls to corrupt.”
Darkness stirred in my chest, raptured at what the goddess offered me. But the small sliver of my soul that remained in my chest—that begged to be saved—pleaded to any god listening.
I begged for someone, anyone, to save me from the demon I followed out of my chambers and into a realm of destruction.